The Accomplice (21-30)

by HollywoodSmile   Mar 23, 2008


This is the farthest i curretly have, but i am working on more. for othrs check out The Accomplice (1-10) and (11-20)

Chp. 21 *****

" will not go to sally's window tonight. Mrs. Beagle, most likely wont leave tea out tonight, she'll be vomiting whisky for hours. I will not kill tonight. I will not watch the townspeople I once remembered. I will not do a thing."

Chp. 22 *****

"It has been three days since I have so much as blinked. When you are dead there is no need to blink, but it is a habit. I have abandoned my self given duties of watching the Beagles. They bore me. I have wilted all flowers I come across, I have poured salt in all wounds I found tossed about the battle field down by Crawfeild's pond, and drowned all its fish in air. I like controlling death, deciding when, where, how, and who it falls upon. It feels good."

Chp. 23 *****

"I went do the school house. I watched the woman that taught me mathematics after Mrs. Thompson's suicide. I broke her chalk into thirty pieces. I hanged one child on a wooden swing that I'd swung back and forth on many times. I locked the doors to the school house and burned her alive. I enjoyed it."

Chp. 24 ******

"After visiting the school house, I stopped by the McElroy plantation. Paul McElroy was now seventeen, though he had only gone to school until he was accused of raping Elizabeth Slater when she turned twelve right before he turned sixteen. The Slaters were a poor family when compared to the Beagles and McElroys, but because Elizabeth Slater had been one of Sally's friends, Mrs. Beagle saw too it that Paul be put away. Due to his parents money he was let out before sundown."

Chp. 25 *****

"This was not the first time I had popped in on dear old Paul. He new I was dead; he had heard so when I failed to return to school in the fall all those years ago. Paul new I was still around. And he liked that. When I first came to him I was eleven. He satisfied me and gave me what I needed. I don�??�?�¢??t see him on a regular basis, but he knows what to do when I come around."

Chp. 26 *****

"Because of the accusations against Paul, people thought he was crazy. He damn well may be, but that doesn�??�?�¢??t bother me. Its good to know that someone knows what happened to me, and that I never left. Its also good to know that that someone wouldn�??�?�¢??t be believed by the drunkest man that can be found from Richmond down south and to Plymouth up north and everywhere in between."

Chp. 27 *****

"I do not care or Paul, nor do I for anyone among the living. Paul is foolish and perverted. That's exactly how I need him to be. He is but a servant to me, and a god in his own mind. Paul needs sex and so do I, that's simply all it is. I can be visible to him and no one else, because one man's body is all I need."

Chp. 28 *****

"I walked over towards him, still nothing but a shadow. In less than seconds I became as real as his own flesh to him. 'Oh Paul,' I groaned, 'Why can't any as able as you die for me?�¢?? He nearly dropped the horse's oats when he saw it was I, the ghost of a little girl he had admired. 'My lord, Missy, you be sneakin' up on men like 'at all day long?' no, you intolerable fool, I haven't. 'Only you.' I traced my transparent fingers along his toned bicep. This was taking far to long. 'Forget the damned horse,' I spat viciously and smiled, 'and lets get to business,' I commanded."

Chp. 29 *****

â??He followed me into the barn, where I touched him in dirty ways. Then I led him into the house, and up to his motherâ??s bedchamber. â??You sure you want be doinâ?? this things in there?â?? I knew he might object to being in his motherâ??s bed. Especially since she died the week before. Paul thought when people died the joined a palace in the clouds just as much as Mrs. Beagle did. It amazes me at how dimwitted people are. â??Do you want to die? Than I am sure. Now,â?? I pulled him into the room slowly as he removed my pale-as-I-am blouse, and loosened my bodice, â??Let us play.â??â??

Chp. 30 *****

â??When we were though, I gave him orders to go to the schoolhouse on Tuesday. He reluctantly promised his attendance. I also told him to leave the children be; it was the teacher I wanted him to take. I wanted him to make her beg in the schoolhouse, then rape her in the schoolhouse. Afterward, he was to bring her into the woods so I could have my own kind of fun with her. I added one last thing to these instructions; he was to bring a hatchet.â??

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